Little Bogong Moth
Little Bogong moth, large in size for a moth.
Little friend resting on the edge of a towel,
Rest in near permanent sleep in your sleepy place
The Stars Were Littered Across The Sky
Under the same
Inverted bowl of the sky
Littered with stars,
You and I in one heartbeat
echoing across the eons.
Green Lake
Green Lake Conservation Reserve A circle of mallee gums around a dry lake bed, The locals say there is a bog hole and water seeps away. The locals want to plug it, to bring back the water, To bring back the people With their boats and toys. I say, why...
Three Poems About Living On This Planet
ANOTHER SUMMER COMES AND WILL GO Sixty-three summers have shone their light How many more their fleeting memory will hold, How many more warm summer breezes will I feel on a sunken cheek, My little grandson a new and unaffected wondrous being, His summers still...
Blue Planet – the overview effect
Green grey, green red flowering gum. Blue wonder our home planet. Astronauts become poets and seers Awe struck by your beauty, they drink in your blue wholeness, from spaces. they grasp the truth, “we are all on this planet together, not exclusive or special, merely...
Bhutan, Flags of Hope
Many prayer flags and prayer wheels, Spinning, blowing in the breeze, They say to the Traveller, ‘one step is a prayer, take one step at a time, Your destination is insight. —Bhutan Collection —November 2018
Impressions of Gold
Impressions of Gold old ladles abandoned along with the dreams. Rusty ladles of promise, Receptacles of molten metal, Hardened by furious determination, and will. To strike unimagined wealth. From the creek bed of Reedy Creek, In this little valley of dreams. Its...
The Dredge
Soft grey corrugated sheets like a proud rooster surveying the hen run.Proudly protecting its own golden secret,Lying hidden in liquid ebony serenity,Beneath the Mirror of the sky.Soft grey gum and wattle hold the secret close,Gently folding in on the tranquil lake of...
Moroccan Lamp
A star fell on his hair as A rainbow in the sky did see. A light and prism not of the world lives somewhere in that dark blue sea. Is he I said of the spring heartbeat of the luminous child With simple strains of flute did wing Beyond the edges of delight. Was he I...
Desert Library
cI wandered in search, Of what makes me human, Down to the creek bed, Along the corridors of the library, That was eons before words and books. Images of nature imprinted on rock. All meaning there laid under pressure, Where tiny soft bodies, Encased in bony...
A Sestina for India
India is wild and full of love. Its zigzag life and dreams, Are a sacred beaded tree, Hiding forgotten secrets, In a heavily woven fabric, And marble inlay glorious. Moghuls, emperors, palaces and forts so glorious. Gandhi, and those who showed her love. A...
Meditation On A Fountain
I can barely believe it It’s midsummer again. The fountain in the birdbath Bubbles away, Powered by the sun, Measuring time With irregular beat, And form, That is never the same. Then without warning, Although, in hindsight, I knew, with regular timing, This time of...
Alhambra
Alhambra, red and crimson palace, your towering walls press sated into the La Sabica Hills. Silver by starlight and golden by sunlight. Fortress of conquerors, and palace of sultans and kings, Zirites, Nasrites, and Christians all love you. Their mark...
River Spirit – Toward Recognition
You hide rich dark secrets Burning and shining In the dense cool water You shimmer and shape shift Breaking and crashing The juicy mirror Connecting the song lines With lore and creation stories. Mysterious nymph Sweet winged creature Ancient spirit of the river Out...
Cape Kerauden and At Barn Hill
Cape Kerauden The salt plains meet the cauldron, Pitted rocks near the mangroves at Cape Kerauden. End of No 1 Rabbit Proof Fence. The colonists hideous attempt to control the land, And shamefully , reduce and restrict first people rights, Oops, and the rabbits...
Pilbarra Creek Bed
The wind blows through the blackwood’ Speaking in canticles. The pipes resound amid the ancient creek bed. Pardalotes and Bee eaters, moths and butterflies, Busy themselves. Each communing with the ancient songline. The long and winding bed of rich granitic sand...
Path of Desire
Through spinifex I roam Over ancient earth, To Will find my healing. Bronze winged pigeon, Wings clang of iron, Empty fullness sweet. Red gravel maze open, Vast, enclose, In desert country. Earth and sky fusion, Silver spinning grass, Rock ruin past and now. ...
Raw Nature, Beautiful Ruins
Beautiful ruins, Iron and bricks, Gone the families. Reused junk for art, Reclaiming from the ground, From it’s tortured soul. The ruined homestead, Our band arrives, Will now inhabit those walls. Homestead, hello dear friend, Don’t know you, Aim for the...
The Joker
The harlequin, court jester, the trickster, You are a humorous treasure. The secret and the meaning you hold. You are the crossing, the intersection, the sublime, the cathartic, the sexual, the creative and the mad, mad being. Round and round above and below. Can I...
Ecstatic Intersection
Amid the starlight the moon is waning. Moon too bright and sensual captivates my being, Dance me through the starry sky, play me a tune on the harp delight. You are me, I love you. My moon and stars, lighted tree forests, Set for laughter amid the dewy leaves...